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Mira Dec 2018
Purane rishton ko bhulake
Naye Rishtey banane hum chale.

Aansoowon ke bahaar leke
Khoyi huwi muskurahat dhoone hum chale.

Kismat ka maara fira,
Aapno ka saath chuta,
Dil toh toota huwa hai humara...
Phir bhi,
Umeed ki roshani liye
Ek nayi zindagi
Phir se jeene hum chale....
Hindi Poem
Gil Cardoso Feb 2019
Remate, chuta, golo!

Quando o faço no meu quarto
Ninguém admira
É mentira!
Admiro eu!

Que fazes tu?
Escreves remata e chuta
Que é a mesma coisa?

É? A lingua portuguesa é...loiça

Isso era só para rimar?
Nem rima bem

E para que me críticas?
Tu és eu
Partilhamos o mesmo corpo
O mesmo….

Lorpo?

Isso nem é palavra!

Para quem usou loiça antes
Esta pelo menos rima

Tu nem fazes um esforço
Com essa mania de superioridade
Tornas-te um destroço
Por causa da tua inseguridade
Eu pelo menos trabalho
E faço sair palavras
E se me apetece
Rima uma com bugalho
E a outra com larvas
Agora vai-te embora
Vai morrer
Se te apetecer
E deixa-me escrever
01/02/2018
Escrito 01/02/2018
Vrish Dec 2019
Bus eik bast kaho..
Bitaya Tha Jaha paharo pahar...
Gujarti ** tum, jab woha  se...
Hum yaad nahi aate.

Bus eik baat kaho...
Barasti hai jab megha tumpe...
Bhige the his megh me hum...
Woo magh tumhe, yaad nahi aate.

Bus eik baat kaho...
Chuta hai jab, wo tumhare badan ko..
Neri unglio ki chuwan, Teri hethei pe...
Tab bhi hum, yaad nahi aate.

Abb eik baat tu sun...
Ka Liya, bitaa diya air gawa diya...
Pahro pahar intazar aur sankaro mauko ko humne...
Roz ladta Hu Mai khud se..
Ki, bhul kar rahunga Mai...
Abb mita diya yaadon kon Teri..

Par dil bada kambhakat hai...
Par ye dil, bada kambhakat hai.......

Suno na, bus eik baat kaho..
Sach me, Keri yaad nahi aata?
Mateuš Conrad Nov 2017
hardly, it's offensive to see the correct spelling of f&&&, but not so much the sight of a page 3's *******... if only english had an orthographic dimension, they''d appreciate the graffiti joke in poland: ****, i.e. the correct version being chuj, and the wrong alternatives: huj, hój, chój... but then i find that english is a language regarding dyslexia... since it has no orthographic rules, since it applies no diacritical markers to form a rubric, which means; minus the orthographic graffiti joke; oh, right, and poland has what england doesn't, homeless dogs, and feral cats that occupy graveyards; truly, miles apart. personally, i still think the orthographic "wrong" aesthetic of huj looks better than the "correct" orthography... just as a metal-works factory huta, will always look better than chuta; both are a haa haa - even though that ch = h ought to own some grapheme symbol, mentioned later, with the german s / z.

one of those dead-funk *******...

what? i end reading more book reviews
than actual books,
i haven't the time,
            i'm about to admire a mighty sunset
and i don't require a flaubert to tell me
of salon mannerisms of french ladies in waiting
to boot...
    ****-facing, fracking the next
******* of a shooga-daddy-oh...
                    and thank **** that my hand
feels like doing ****,
taking a dump and doing a ***** roger handshake
never felt so good, as it did,
  when it was performed.
apparently massaging your **** by
straining it into an opening while jerking off
is almost, but not quiet, the **** experience.
        oh right, books...
*swearing is good for you
, by an emma byrne:
a neuroscientist...
sky's the limit!
               japanese - manko or plain dumb
****...
                kutabare - or drop dead;
i'm still wondering why the *** yuppies didn't
invent poker...
                 squint-eyed double enforcing the stoner
eye-contact... huh?
             ah, when it comes to swearing,
i was at a pyjamas party in edinburgh once,
you knoiw students, complete party freaks...
  i has by tartan pyjamas on,
and this exchange student walks up to me,
and starts to compliment me
on the noun kurva, yes, written as kurwa -
but in english that W? = a Ł -
              which means two is a churchill -
3s a kit-kat...
                         and if you know the antics
of experimentation, that means 3 fingers up a manko.
don't ask me how stretch armstrong got
involved... he just did.
              but imagine paying the
compliment on how the western slav
managed to not numb the R (akin to the
english) - or hark it (akin to the french) -
but encrusted the trill...
  he called the word kurva a genius
statement, akin to a tool, like a hammer...
he called it a cushioning effect -
the cushioning effect of the word kúrva -
               something akin to a boxing bag...
sooner will you throw a punch than
actually neutralise it with a word -
  and the necessary rattlesnake effect of the R...
     scheisse nimmer ******* es
                           (**** never cuts its)...
           mind you the word kurva is bound
to a tectonic shift in the use of language,
categorically speaking,
    it's not a noun...
    it's a conjunction...
                       a conjunction just shy of being
a punctuation mark.
   yet i'm still wondering what happened
to the oath in german, scheisse -
  well...
  there's the ß (sharp s, i.e. z and somehow
nearing sh - + it) -
  but scheisse exposes the german s /ch -
i.e. a soft s...
                              which out to be its own
individual grapheme -
and there actually are...
ch, dz, rz, cz, sz, sch, central european
graphemes...
with only ß to congregate on -
  and even then it's not an es zett -
  nor a sharp s, rather a double s -
like rudolph heß -
                            why aren't these sounds
turned into graphemes symbols?
aesthetic reasons?!
                hardly...
                             ­     i've seen english text
slang... the poles and the germans can hardly
make it uglier than c u l8er,
   i swear to god... we've his the wall,
and the test dummies are mumbling in
some form of english that only exists in
pixel paper, text, tech, techno,
             **** know what they call it -
it's most certainly peppered with the americanism
of acronym, e.g. b.s.,
                                        f.t.f. -
fatty *** ****...
                                you know the usual
spare me, dear lord!
                       and why is this all relevant?
the same reason i can jump off a hyena /
             gorgon of a *******,
jump into the bath and have a cold shower
while she watches me and masturbates -
  and we have our little ***** moment on mute...
        we keep our *** in the realm of
onomatopoeia, mostly vowels and one or two
consonants...
                  the only "*****" talk i ever provide
is when i think...
        makes me less suspicious of myself ever
having encouraged ****** profanities.

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